Catrin Welz Stein
Hearts are not cages
Still they cannot
Fathom freedom
The way that doves can.
It’s only human that I hope
To possess you and only human
That I hope no such need exists.
Your soul does not sing
As it was designed too.
Mine hosts a spectacle
On the planes of your flesh.
If only I could fit inside
As we were destined too
But we are not fractions
And no matter how fractured
We are still complete.
If fate had a hand
I do not remember her
Being chivalrous.
Your attention
Was hard to gather,
Fireflies in daylight
And not a jar in sight.
Your love came after
Lengthy deliberation
Cautious but willing.
I should have sought
The clouds instead
But they would not
Have weathered
My suspicion.
We are an awkward pair,
A perpetual collision,
An arbitrary revelation.
I love the way you move
Behind me, your footprints
Broadening my own
A deliberate shadow
An essential ghost.
I hope you swallow my lungs
That I should not breathe
One moment more
Than you can claim.
We are weary but set on
A similar course,
An infinite truce,
A lidded moon
That smiles to the left.
Soon the stars will fall
That is when
Captivity yields to dwelling
That is when
The wishing starts,
That is when my hair
Tumbles through
Your outstretched hands
Strand by strand
And I become me
Without conceit.
There is a tragedy
In assumptions
But if I choose you
I cannot but dream
That you will turn
And address
My propositions.
Grant me a reality
That I can occupy
Not one of my own design
But one in which
We both can host
A reality that does not
Stockpile graves
A reality that evolves
From trust and ardor.
Grant me asylum
And I shall remain there
Of my own desire.
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I think this a little different from my usual style but I thought the picture begged a certain rhythm (unfortunately I don’t have any rhythm lol).
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